Little TreBor stared longingly across the changing table at the pack of diapers, why wouldn’t mother let him have them, one diaper just wasn’t enough of a cushy seat in his mind. two or three enough to were his knees couldn’t knock together now that was a diaper. If he wasn’t waddling like his baby cousin, little rump wagging with each trot he just new he wasn’t doing diapers right. ” what you doing their kiddo?” Walking up behind him mother eyed the package ” trying to get more diapers trebor? do you need a change? ” the colt felt the back band of his diaper pulled out and checked before mother chuckled. ” silly colt you don’t need one right now,” her paws giving his diaper a gentle pat she stood back up and he let out a little eep, A blush out of the colt as he flushed wriggling with little crinkles. Longingly he glanced back up to the package then prepared to turn to mother for a hug, play or a meal which ever she was in the mood for , when his stomach gave a gurgling rumble and he felt something shift in his tummy. ” Oh..OH!”

Mommies arched an eye brow at the little one making noise “what is it? ” Trebor felt his tail raise as he flushed deeply as he messed himself right in front of his mother. Diaper filling with warm messes as his tail raised higher the back end of his Hoovies diapers filling with his poopy causing it to slowly bulge out and sag browning against the pure white plastic shell as he filled it with a stinkies. Trebors face flushed as his front began to warm the smell of the mess mixing with the scent of fresh urine as his mother quickly caught on to what was happening rolling her eyes with a sigh. At least this wasn’t a super fresh diaper he was filling. Behind him in full view of her gaze his messy diaper sagged bulging out with his mess as the front began to turn a pale warm yellow hissing as he wet his diaper casing it to grow soggy and warm against his furr. The weighty mess settling in to his diaper did nothing to help the moment of silence as he stared up apolitically at mommy.

“Well you didn’t need one.” mother rolled up her sleeves as her little held his hands behind his back tail settling down atop the large messy brown back of the diaper squishing. “lets get you changed. may be we should start you on some potty training your messes are getting a little big for these” she said picking him up and settling him on her hip with a squish the messy diaper pressing against his bottom as she held up a fresh new white diaper, potty training though was the furthest thing from trebors mind as he haply sate on mommies hip, if he got this kinda treatment from his messy diapers well, he planned on doing them allot more.

I’ve always gotten a devilish thrill out of trying new Diaperslut assimilation methods, and on one fateful day I conjured up my latest method…a diaper that wraps around the face, and magically syncs up with mine, so that all mess and waste appears inside of it in unison whenever I use my own padding. This makes for a very smelly, very messy, and very overwhelming bombardment to the senses that triggers brainwashing. I decided to try out this new ability on one hopeless Brionne, and became pleased with the results.

It appears Diaperslut Brionne Trevor-Fox is now property of Master Rusty forever~”

That Rusty sure seems to have some special powers. I sure wounder how long Brionne is going to be force to wear that messy diaper that is covering here face. It sure most be pretty stinky inside that diaper.